Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Nadja Tesich (Sara Flounders)

Nadja Tesich

Political activist, author, poet and filmmaker Nadja Tesich was born
in Užice, Serbia, Yugoslavia, in 1939 and died Feb. 20 in New York City.
She lived her life outspoken and full of righteous rage at the enormous
destruction of U.S. wars and the glaring injustice and inequality that
surrounded her. She felt collective pain personally, even physically,
and identified with defenseless people targeted on the other side of the
world or someone passing her on a busy street.

Nadja came to all events wearing always a splash of red — whether a
red beret, red scarf or red jacket, or bearing red carnations. She loved
Cuba and often said it was the only place she felt she could breathe.

At a memorial for Nadja on May 29, her family, friends and political
comrades expressed the rainbow of ways she touched them. We remember her
for her political activism, starting from defending the National
Liberation Front of Vietnam in the 1960s.

From the beginning days of the International Action Center, Nadja was
part of IAC life. She had fought against U.S. wars in Vietnam, coups in
Congo, Chile and Greece; she was active in the mass demonstrations
against the Iraq War in 1991 and again in 2003.

Nadja was even more intense in our common work attempting to defend
her homeland, Yugoslavia, from an unrelenting assault by the imperialist
governments of Western Europe and the United States. Tragically for
most of the peoples of the Balkans, these years ended with the imposed
disintegration of a once-sovereign socialist country into a half-dozen
mini-states, now neocolonies of the NATO powers. At meetings, teach-ins
and major rallies on Yugoslavia, Nadja was a driving force and a
tortured soul of everything we did.
Tesich, whose family emigrated from Yugoslavia to the U.S. when she
was a young teenager, has had four novels published: “Shadow Partisan”
in 1996, “Native Land” in 1998, “To Die in Chicago” in 2010 and “Far
from Vietnam” in 2012.

It is particularly striking to read “Shadow Partisan” and “To Die in
Chicago” one after the other. The novels contrast on a close and
personal level a hopeful coming-of-age in newly socialist Yugoslavia in
the late 1940s with a cleareyed immigrant’s view of U.S. racism and a
consumer-driven society without a future in the 1950s.

While studying in Paris in the 1960s, she worked in film as an actor
and assistant to Eric Rohmer for the documentary, “Nadja in Paris.” She
taught film at Brooklyn College in New York.
We should end with Nadja speaking in her own words, from her chapter in one of the IAC’s books, “NATO in the Balkans”:

“I was born in Serbia and have returned there every year, and I have
also lived in France and in New York City most of my adult life. And
most of my adult life, as a participant and as observer, I have opposed
U.S. aggressions, murders, embargoes, wars. Some hidden, others less so.

Everything the U.S. does elsewhere — chaos and destabilization — it
does equally at home. … It’s an amoral, mechanical monster whose heart
is the beat of Wall Street. Up and down it goes. More and more it needs
and it’s never enough. … Still it can be resisted. I remain optimistic.
Machines break, after all.”

She often signed her messages “For our struggles now and for tomorrows that will sing!”

Nadja is survived by her son, Stefan; her sister-in-law, Rebecca; her
grandchildren, Cole and Kaia;, her niece, Amy; and her many comrades in
the struggle for peace, justice and socialism.

Nadja Tesich ¡Presente!This article was adapted from IAC co-director Sara Flounder’s presentation at the memorial on May 29.

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